One thing she probably didn’t expect was my strange, perhaps perverse interest in her arsehole. She didn’t know I wanted to get her on her knees a...d sniff her like a dog, then lick her there until it drove her crazy with wild, rude thrills, a primeval excitement that modern sophistication had pushed deep into the area of undiscussed urges.Or maybe I was wrong and that was exactly what she was thinking, wondering if, after all these years of fantasising about it, this white guy might be the one. Pushing in and out at a good pace for both of us with long strokes. The moaning and dirty talking got louder as we headed up. I'd love to give specifics on what was said but I can't remember exactly. At one point I had moved my arm under her left leg so I could get a different angle. Her body slightly tilted to one side as I fucked her. I really don't know if she came or not, I was too inexperience at the time to really know (and I hand learned not to ask as it broke the mood). He moans and. I had never felt like this before. I was seeing red, as if the threat of death had birthed in me an uncontrollable lust for life and all of its pleasures.“I don’t know ... what’s gotten into you,” Raz growled between gasps, “but I ‘like’ it. ‘Harder’ ... bite me like you mean it, monkey.”She pulled my hair and thrust me deeper, the soft tuft of orange fur on her mound tickling my nose as she ground her wide hips against my face. I brought a finger toward her opening and pushed it inside her,. I thought it might be you.” That was all. He hadn’t said that he’d like to speak with her, in fact, she was a little disappointed. Except for the fact that he had described her greeting as saucy, he hadn’t really given her a reason to contact him. So she didn’t. Metaphorically sitting on her hands for a few days, Josie left things as they were. Saturday rocked around, Josie watched commuters on the streets below change from suits rushing to drone-jobs, to big groups of teenagers; families with.